Water Cold Star.
Heavenly Tier experts kept returning from all directions, handing over demonic corpses one after another as they made their reports.
"Reporting to Young Master, the eastern river valley was littered with demonic corpses. It seemed some great fiendish thing had passed through. We collected more than three thousand demonic corpses of various kinds."
"Reporting to Young Master, the western ice plains were much the same. We collected over two thousand demonic corpses."
"Report—"
The third person had barely begun speaking when the handsome young master lazily interrupted.
"Enough."
"More or less. I have no interest in wasting any more time. We've investigated Water Cold Star well enough to shut the mouths of those old fogies."
"We should leave and go treasure hunting."
The so-called investigation had been utterly perfunctory, and his tone brimmed with impatience.
Only when he mentioned treasure hunting did anticipation appear in the handsome young master's eyes, as though that was the true purpose of this journey. Finding treasure would at least make the trip worthwhile.
Even so, the expert attendants and female companions answered devoutly, their faces filled with reverence.
"As you command, Young Master!"
The two leaders slowly saluted, their peripheral vision drifting toward Xiong Fen and the others sprawled on the ground nearby.
"Young Master, how should these people be dealt with? Should we silence them on the spot?"
The handsome young master chuckled at the question, raising his cup with a gleam in his eyes.
"No rush."
"We still need them to lead us to the exact location of Shadow Island. Leave these ants their dog lives for now."
Watching him arrogantly toy with his wine cup, Xiong Fen, lying on the ground, ground his teeth in fury.
Hearing those words, he and the others revealed astonishment in their eyes.